Thursday, 20 September 2012

When I crack that whip...

I'm now referring to this top as my ultimate upper east side vintage socialite meets ringmaster garment. Whilst the word 'ultimate' somewhat suggests to you that I have a whole range of socio/master garments I can assure you this is not the case, but, if I did, this one would top them all.

It's dazzling. Not just literally it it's embellished appearance, but in the way it almost seem's other worldy. A diamond amognst the rough. In a land dominated by high street and high street replicas it feels like a little touch of special. A little touch of class.

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I'm Sarah. I have a penchant for day dreaming and a love for letting my imagination run wild. One day I hope to lock myself away and pin these dreams down on paper, until then this little corner of the internet will be my virtual scrapbook. Forever a reader, writer and dreamer I work with little people and have been told I already have a bossy teachers voice. Stop by and say hello, I only bite on demand!